Coney Island. Rusty metal and colorful balloons. Here are no rules. Hot dogs, crying children, squealing adults on roller coasters going up down, up down. Artificial colors and additives, the visual adventure goes on forever, and one day can easily be spent on just watching and listening to the people who walk the boardwalk. Cathrine Ertmann
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